“count the cards
strewn and abandoned
like desperate
thoughts that flash
by faster than the lines on
the road on yet another
34.5 miles to
work
count the smoke strands
curling and abandoned
as they drift
upwards
into seas of
a never ending story
told in bars and living rooms
held by calloused
fingers
count the circles
incomplete and abandoned
left by sleepless nights and early
mornings of good bad and too bitter
coffee
within arms reach
around the cheaply
varnished
table
count the days
of life spent wasting
away
doing the same
routine just so you can keep
going
count the childhood dreams
whimsically smiled at
and left behind in crayons
glue sticks and
notes folded just
so
then count the smiles
on faces of new dreams
new futures
new faces
and know that everyday you
give
is given to them” ~Ryan Avery